Re Birthday lyrics

[Intro: WTM Milt]
(Anti After)
World Tour
Yeah

[Verse 1: WTM Milt]
I'm highly anticipated
I don’t never keep that money waitin'
Been a few times I could've checked out
But I didn’t, I'm thankful
b*tch, be grateful
You in the presence of the Tour
We the chosen ones for sure
I'm never satisifed
I find myself always wantin' more
And it was Re birthday
We still was runnin' in and out of stores
Do a test run
And whatever it hit, we just go buy some more
Lately, we just been in our rappin' bag and pourin' fours
n*ggas talkin' nonsense outta they nеck, put it on the floor
But I promise that ain’t the routе to go if you wanna live long
World Tour, plus the group home, I pray we live long

[Verse 2: LUCKI]
And it was my birthday
She mad we ain’t pop out, we just gon' pour eights
Shiftin’ tour to a court date
Got booked for a four and I turned to more drank
Block out where the horse at
No more Saks, let me take you to North Tate
Drink champs like N.O.R.E.
Twenty-two lines, no cut like Forte
[Verse 3: WTM Solid]
And every day my tour day
Kickin' my cup, then I went and bought more drank
Bad b*tch eatin' gourmet
Make her eat di*k, I don't do no foreplay
Nowadays, get more pape’
n*gga get more power, n*gga get more hate
Real love be so fake
Do hoes like white 1s, one rock, I'm straight
Give a f*ck what the price say
Brought a dub out, n*gga, that's a light day
Off-White, "AIR" what my Mikes say
I been fresh as hell before MySpace

[Verse 4: DaeMoney]
n*gga, it was my B-day
Lil' sis touched down, she brought me a free eight
I'm in the game like EA
E6, but a n*gga get love on PA
Get high like a PJ
See his b*tch, then a n*gga gon' twerk it like BJ
Do wrong like Freeway
But I ain't trippin' 'cause everything a n*gga get free pape'